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195 pages, Paperback
First published December 21, 2019
"I'm not very good at following all these primate rules."
"Primate?!"
"Ah, right. Geez. No offence."
They also told us that, although many primates occupy the twin planet, no humans could be found. None of the species they had encountered showed any evidence that they possessed inteligence or self-awareness beyond that which could be expected from a crow or a dog. Crows have funerals, I remembered. Dogs will always find their way home.
I am the one who breaks. For Giiweden and ashe, I break. For a chance at a future, a chance at tomorrow, a chance at children, I break."
However, when someone shared a story and you truly listened, listened with all your hear, by the end, strange red markings would appear on your skin, like tiny scratches that fell into a pattern no one could discern. When you touched one, words would appear in your head, and you would repeat the story back, verbatim, as if you were the one who shared it in the first place.
"What's your name?"
I lied because true names don't belong in the mouth of danger. "Mona Lisa."